We love like mechanics but we made it this far
Went off on a tangent and forgot all about the start
Never asked for much more than to manage, no
I loved you through a camera; you were compositionally mine
Controlling the vantage point was my crime
I fed you your lines and gave you your marks
And said it shouldn't be so hard
You got sick of my antics and woke up from the dream
To learn years had passed and all you had was me
So you had to leave
How could I not see you were drowning in me
But you've got to know in a pinch I'd go to you
If it's life or death I would do my best to make it back to you
Not that any of that is news